When my sister and I were kids, my uncle gave us underwear for Christmas. That was probably the worst.

Another Christmas, my other uncle gave us these watch-rings that were too big and clunky to even wear. Both my uncles were terrible gift-givers, when they even remembered to give us gifts.

Best . . . I don't know, I've gotten a lot of good presents. I'd have to take some time and make a pretty long list! My most recent favorite present was a rock that my little goddaughter gave me. I've told the story elsewhere on the board, I think. It was a "pretty rock," in her words (gray with white stripes), and she really wanted to keep it for herself, but she made the sacrifice and gave it to me, which made it special.

My husband once bought me a sweater, size M kids. It fit me ok at the time, but 3 kids/c-sections later...not as good. To this day he STILL whines that I never wear that damn sweater! Not only was this 10 years ago, but COME ON!!!!

My grandmother once got me size xxxl sweatpants for Christmas. I wore a small. She included a note that she didn't want them to be "too small" for me now that I was "at the age where you gain weight". I was 20.

When I was 15, in band and taking piano lessons, she got me a used "magical musical thing" toy.

And I have vivid memories of getting one of those freebie paper coloring books with four pictures for my 6th birthday from her. My brother, at the same time, was given cash and two new books and some records. For my birthday. On my 18th birthday, I got $5 from her and my brother got $20. He was kind of embarrassed about it by then.

My Grandma and her friends always gave me soap, toothpaste, cheap chocolate, whenever the occasion required a gift. Yeah, those were the worst

Never been much of a material person (mom is the type that only shows love with things instead of actions, so I went the other way), so I can't really remember a present, from anyone, that I loved... it was just... things.

My sister got a highly unusual gift for her baby shower. Her husband's older aunt proudly proclaimed, "I wanted to get something for the mother because they're often forgotten in all the attention of the baby." Then asked my sister to open the gift first since she (the aunt) had to leave the shower early.

My sister opened the wrapped present to reveal an economy sized box of feminine napkins!

For our university newspaper Christmas party everyone was supposed to bring a gift and then we numbered the gifts and picked numbers. My gift turned out to be a piece of tree bark that the gift giver literally picked up from the ground on the way into the party as he had forgotten the gift exchange. The editor gave him hell for it but I didn't care.

The first Christmas we were together, Sweets gave me a knife. Seven years later, I might appreciate a functional present, but on that day I felt like stabbing Sweets with it.

One year, my mom - notoriously hard to buy for - asked me to get her a scale for Mother's Day because her old one had broken. I had a really, really hard time with that one. In the end, I did it, but bought the nicest scale I could find. She was overjoyed. It has since become a fond memory, and I try to aspire to be more like my mom in that way.

My sister got a highly unusual gift for her baby shower. Her husband's older aunt proudly proclaimed, "I wanted to get something for the mother because they're often forgotten in all the attention of the baby." Then asked my sister to open the gift first since she (the aunt) had to leave the shower early.

My sister opened the wrapped present to reveal an economy sized box of feminine napkins!

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Well, actually....from what I hear about what happens immediately after the baby is born....your sister probably needed them....(those who have given birth feel free to correct me)

My brother bought a girlfriend a bagel toaster for Valentine's Day once and didn't understand why she was not thrilled about it. Exact quote when he asked me why this didn't go over well, "She likes bagels".

My husband bought me floor mats for my car for a b-day gift the first year we were dating. His sister had tried to talk him out of it to no avail. He has done better since then. He still buys things for my car, but he does not give them to me as gifts.

My sister's boyfriend (years ago) was debating as to what to get her for Valentine's Day.

A Coffee Maker, or Roses. He actually got it right and gave her 2 dozen long stem roses!

Best "gift" to me was the gift of time together.

My brother and his wife were financially struggling at Christmas, and their girls were older so, they got them each one larger usefull gift (Drawing table for one, musical instrument for the other), but no other physical gifts were exchanged. We go three family games to play, and made a real gingerbread house (which their dog Bear had for a snack ). It was the best Christmas ever and that ended up being our tradition from then on. We do a potluck and just give each other the gift of spending time together.

My grandmother once got me size xxxl sweatpants for Christmas. I wore a small. She included a note that she didn't want them to be "too small" for me now that I was "at the age where you gain weight". I was 20.

When I was 15, in band and taking piano lessons, she got me a used "magical musical thing" toy.

And I have vivid memories of getting one of those freebie paper coloring books with four pictures for my 6th birthday from her. My brother, at the same time, was given cash and two new books and some records. For my birthday. On my 18th birthday, I got $5 from her and my brother got $20. He was kind of embarrassed about it by then.

We give a lot of stupid gifts in my family that are just a waste of money. Although I don't anymore; I'm done with gift giving. We (brother and sister) are all almost 50 freaking years old. How many 50 year olds still give gifts to their siblings? My mom stopped w/her siblings when they were 30. Don't think my dad/siblings ever gave gifts as adults. I wish we would stop with the damn stupid waste of money gifts already. If I want something, I'll go buy it. And I don't want some random piece of crap cluttering up my already limited space.

That said ... the worst gift was a half used bottle of vitamins (yes, half used!) from my mom for Christmas. She said maybe they would make me a nicer/happier person.

My grandmother once got me size xxxl sweatpants for Christmas. I wore a small. She included a note that she didn't want them to be "too small" for me now that I was "at the age where you gain weight". I was 20.

When I was 15, in band and taking piano lessons, she got me a used "magical musical thing" toy.

And I have vivid memories of getting one of those freebie paper coloring books with four pictures for my 6th birthday from her. My brother, at the same time, was given cash and two new books and some records. For my birthday. On my 18th birthday, I got $5 from her and my brother got $20. He was kind of embarrassed about it by then.

The first year my parents were married my Dad gave my Mom a toilet seat cover for Valentine's Day. His reasoning was that she had complained about the seat being cold at one point. They're still going strong 38 years later but my mom still brings it up before gift-giving holidays.

My grandmother once got me size xxxl sweatpants for Christmas. I wore a small. She included a note that she didn't want them to be "too small" for me now that I was "at the age where you gain weight". I was 20.

When I was 15, in band and taking piano lessons, she got me a used "magical musical thing" toy.

And I have vivid memories of getting one of those freebie paper coloring books with four pictures for my 6th birthday from her. My brother, at the same time, was given cash and two new books and some records. For my birthday. On my 18th birthday, I got $5 from her and my brother got $20. He was kind of embarrassed about it by then.

Nope. This was my father's mother. She played favorites with her grandkids until the day she died. My brother was the oldest and the only grandson who "could carry on the family name" and thus the favorite. He always got presents on my birthday until he was around 30. By then, it was always cash and he used it to buy me something extra because he felt horrible about it. My mom recently told me that when I was a baby, this grandmother actually refused to hold me because it would upset my brother (it would not have...he was nearly six when I was born and understood).

We moved to a different state when I was two, and she decided that I was not really her grandchild because I was not raised there. She usually called me "the Nebraska child". I was the only one of her 14 grandchildren she never made a quilt for, the only one whose H.S. graduation she missed, and a host of other things like that. Out of 14, I was absolutely ranked number 14.

My grandpa, who died when I was 19, tried to make up the difference, giving me cash and candy and cutting flowers from his garden for me when we visited. And my mother's parents were the greatest grandparents ever.

That breaks my heart, PDilemma! She doesn't sound like she was a very nice person, at least not to you! You were just a child. Thank goodness you had a loving grandfather and another set of grandparents.

I remember the worst gift I ever got. When I was about 10 or so my parents and my aunt and uncle decided to draw names among the children. The idea was that instead of buying so many gifts for the kids each kid could get 1 nice gift. It was supposed to be understood that even though the kids were drawing the names, the parents would be buying. I was 10 and the oldest, so all the other children were 8 and younger, down to about 5. My aunt forced her two kids to work around the house and earn money to buy the gift. She paid them about $1 to do things and therefore they had to buy something for less than $5. Then she forced them to buy their gift from the flower shop she ran with her mom. I was drawn by one of them and received a very small teddy bear with a pencil. It was leftover from Valentines day the year before and had hearts on it including a heart eraser on the pencil. As a boy, I was just thrilled. My mom was so mad, after we left she took us to the store and bought me a gift and got one for my brother too, have to be fair!

Best gift: Surprise tickets to the US Nationals Ladies long program back in 2002 from my boyfriend at the time (now husband). He couldn't stand figure skating before we went, but knew I was dying to go. I do think seeing figure skating live made him appreciate it more.

Worst gift: Golfing clubs from my brother. I don't play golf so it was clearly a gift for himself.

Best gift - my Dad and his wife (it was more from her because as much as I love him he is not that thoughtful) gave me a genuine aboriginal painting as a housewarming gift for my new unit. The amount of thought that had gone into it, including how she got it framed (simple black frame) and the actual colour of the painting because she knew that I had red furniture (it was in brown tones) was probably the most thoughtful thing someone has even done. It looks fantastic in my living area. Even my mum liked it.

Worst gift - not so much myself but my mum. She had brought herself a lovely modern sofa with an aztec type designed fabric. My Nanna decided to knit her a cushion to go with it in apricot colours (the kind you get at a craft fair with flower patterns knitted in). In fact my Nanna knitted cushions for all the family and it kind of became a bit of a family joke. I am not sure if I still have mine tucked away in the cupboard somewhere.

The first gift my husband gave me when we were dating was a fancy Christmas card, that when opened revealed a spot for a lottery ticket (that was back when lotteries were newly legal), and a very big deal. It was a card his mother bought for the ticket, so he reused it for me.